A newspaper in hand,
glasses on his nose,
he sat on his big blue chair,
with a carefree pose.
A fire by his side,
the commentator in his ear,
he'd pause his daily routine,
and change what's on his mind.
He'd greet me with a big
"Hello",
in a deep country voice,
lots of questions followed, all the while quietening Marty's gig.
I saw him in bed that night,
the mask of life around his mouth;
this time I greeted him with a big "Hello",
hoping he'd reply.
His eyes remained closed,
his hand in hers,
the sound of the commentator unquiet,
the newspaper at his bedside, untouched and exposed.
Aug 22, 2014
Aug 22, 2014 at 10:29 PM UTC
A newspaper in hand,
glasses on his nose,
he sat on his big blue chair,
with a carefree pose.
A fire by his side,
the commentator in his ear,
he'd pause his daily routine,
and change what's on his mind.
He'd greet me with a big
"Hello",
in a deep country voice,
lots of questions followed, all the while quietening Marty's gig.
I saw him in bed that night,
the mask of life around his mouth;
this time I greeted him with a big "Hello",
hoping he'd reply.
His eyes remained closed,
his hand in hers,
the sound of the commentator unquiet,
the newspaper at his bedside, untouched and exposed.